Andreas asked as he felt Vlora’s body begin to relax. She lifted her face and their eyes met.
Vlora did not answer. She was probably still feeling dizzy from the orgasmic explosion that had just hit her.
“Because you should know, darling,” Andreas continued, continuing to move, but now slowing down, deliberately giving Vlora time. “I won’t let you sleep until I’m done with this, too.”
Something made Vlora’s forehead crease slightly. Andreas’ words seemed to imply something.
“I tend to be hard to satisfy for the next session.”
A warning alarm sounded in Vlora’s head. She didn’t know how long it would be, but it was better to be prepared. Hopefully she could survive. Hopefully he still had the strength to keep up with Andreas. Because of course Andreas was going to give him everything.
It would only take a little touch. Maybe two or three puffs on an ember, and then the fire would start again. That’s what happened to Vlora when Andreas rekindled her passion.
Hot. Burning.
Sweat broke out all over her body. Andreas’ face was wet and his hair was a mess. He looked fierce, yet mesmerizing at the same time.
Andreas took a deep breath, then changed position. He rested on his knees and let Vlora’s legs go around his waist. Then he removed the nightgown completely before placing a pillow under Vlora’s waist.
A different position. A different impression. But it brings another set of sensations.
Andreas went back to Vlora. He entered Vlora again by resting on both knees and hands.
Moving, this time it felt full of rhythm. It’s as if he wanted to soulfully greet each of Vlora’s nerve points.
Slowly, just to tease. It was all so tangible.
There was no passionate play, but this position allowed Andreas to see Vlora more freely. She looked so lulled and enjoyed every touch Andreas gave her.
Now Andreas didn’t want to hold back. His hands took the initiative and chose a landing spot. He moved over and squeezed Vlora’s pair of breasts.
Vlora let out a sigh. She squirmed and squeezed the sheets while biting her lower lip.
Andreas growled. The situation and Vlora’s reaction ignited him, making it difficult for him to maintain the slow seduction.
“Oh, Reas.”
The sensual tone excited Andreas. He bluffed and decided to unleash all the passion that was stirring.
Andreas lay down on Vlora’s body again. This was exactly what Vlora wanted.
Two innocent bodies pressed against each other. Two pairs of hands embracing each other. Both inviting and welcoming in similar desires.
It didn’t take long before Andreas felt Vlora’s femininity tighten inside him again. As if she was embracing his masculinity. He groaned and held Vlora’s shoulders, thrusting deep again.
An impact was made. A faint pain followed. Vlora closed her eyes, but didn’t care. In fact, she wanted to feel it again.
Andreas became more and more aroused. The wet feeling of Vlora’s femininity made it easy for him to slide freely. He moved with a regular rhythm until finally the demanding feeling took over.
The pounding became faster. Andreas became hotter and hotter, regardless of Vlora’s deteriorating condition.
It wasn’t just her body that was falling apart, maybe her mind as well. Maybe that’s what happened to Vlora when she grabbed Andreas and whispered in his ear.
“Ah. Go on, darling.”
Andreas was stunned for a moment. Could making love for too long cause hallucinations? Because it seemed as if Andreas was hearing something he’d never heard before. There was something strange and-
“Please, darling.”
Andreas couldn’t have made a mistake the second time. Even if he really was hallucinating, it was okay, it was a pleasant fantasy that would turn into a perfect excuse.
Blinking, Andreas’ eyes changed. His grin made a different impression. Of course, he was making a promise in his heart.
For this was Andreas. A man who would worship Vlora to nirvana without being asked. Especially if it was the other way around?
Once. Twice. Three times.
Andreas smashed Vlora repeatedly. Vlora’s screams and moans could be heard again and again.
Vlora was beyond help. Weak, her strength was completely gone. She probably wouldn’t give up anytime soon, but Andreas?
Andreas’ face hardened. It was dark and stiff. He drove on, ignoring Vlora’s plight.
It was not Andreas’ fault. In fact, the wetness in Vlora’s femininity only fueled her even more.
Andreas held Vlora’s body. He thrust his masculinity as deep as he could and growled.
The tension increased. Andreas clenched his jaw and thrust one last time.
Andreas’ masculinity twitched and the evidence of his pleasure poured out. It filled Vlora’s womasculinity with warmth.
“Oh my God.”
Andreas sighed breathlessly. He rested on Vlora’s body for a moment before rolling onto his side. He lay with his chest up and down, trying to breathe in as much air as possible.
Vlora’s condition was not much different from Andreas’. Her eyes were closed and she was thankful. At least she was relieved to have survived long enough for Andreas to finish their romance.
“You…”
Andreas turned his head and swallowed. Damn it! His throat was completely dry.
“… okay?”
Vlora nodded, looking away as well. “For now, yes, but I’m sure I won’t be all right tomorrow morning.”
Instinctively, Vlora glanced at the clock. Then she closed her eyes dramatically.
“It seems like the day has changed since a few hours ago.”
Miraculously, Andreas still had the energy to laugh.
“Don’t ever make me explode prematurely, Vlo. Don’t do it if you don’t want to be like this again.”
Vlora understood that Andreas was alluding to her actions that night. Oh, but really. She did not think that Andreas would actually take that long to end the next session.
“Maybe someday I’ll try a third session.”
Andreas was stunned. He was taken aback by Vlora’s smile and her defeatist expression.
“If that’s what you want, what can I do? I can only give my best effort.”
Vlora chuckled faintly and let Andreas pull back the blanket. They laid down where they were supposed to, preparing to sleep.
Silence. The room was now silent without any sound like a moment ago. Presumably the two of them were already fast asleep.
“Reas?”
Perhaps not yet. Because a moment later Vlora’s eyes opened and she pushed gently on Andreas’ chest.
“Andreas?”
Vlora waited, but there was no response. Andreas did not answer her call, but only snored.
Andreas was asleep. He was really asleep.
Vlora stirred. She slipped out of Andreas’ arms and climbed out from under the covers.
For a moment Vlora sat down first on the bed. She took a breath and winced. The pain in her womasculinity made her bite her lower lip.
Vlora tried not to whimper. Not even to make the slightest sound when she decided to actually move.
Vlora’s gaze fell on Andreas’ cell phone on the nightstand. She steps over and grabs it while glancing at Andreas.
Andreas always fell fast asleep after sex. Always. So that’s the only time I have this opportunity.
Vlora ignored the innocence of the body and left. She went to the dressing room and opened a cabinet. From a drawer, she took out a tablet and a connecting cable.
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